BillZBondZ - Superman

What's that in the sky ain't no bird or a plane
With the lyrics on this one I'm bout to start up a flame
When I put the pen to the paper it's like striking a match on a box
The boy is sicker with it wicked with it vicious with it nigga with a lyrical pistol and he bout to let it pop
Automatic acrobatic flipping the flow to real slow
From a cheetah to a turtle still killing you with the flow
Lyrically versatile have you niggas saying wow
When I spit I sap your strength can't even throw in a towel
The flow is invincible and the presentation super
My last name is Kent but I be spitting that Lex Luthor
Never playing D always on lyrical offense
Attack you niggas under water call it nautical nonsense
I will leave you niggas beaten leave you in the water sinking
This a show about two mice let's say you niggas is Pinky
And I am the Brain nigga my flow is insane
Put a straight jacket on my tongue and lock my pen up in chains
Let's go

I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape
I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape

Lois calls me Superman Jimmy calls me C K
A product of Smallville and I'm about to save the game
My flow is incredible your wack lyrics it quells
Put you in a wooden prison AKA a splinter cell
I'm smooth and deadly with it call me double O seven
Like I said I'm crazy with it there's a madness to my method
I'm serving defeat and please believe I got plenty
Y'all getting plate after plate this is your form of Thanksgiving
And Christmas is coming I dare you niggas to try and get me
If I gave your skill to you in presents then the boxes would be empty
Tempt me my losses never get from zero to at one
Tell me why my flow a rifle and you niggas is cap guns
Superman in the game but to you niggas I'm a fiend
I ain't green and sky blue but still a mystery machine
Not even with Mystery Inc could you niggas get a clue
The flow I got is terminal and the best of y'all got a flu

I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape
I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape

The flow I got is stupid nice and will make you think twice
I'm always winning in rap like I'm rolling sevens on the dice
The way most rappers been flowing is nothing short of a crime
I'm like the garbage man of the game so like Denzel you out of time
This punch is the knockout the last two just set you up
You out of your league man take this chance to just shut up
I got you niggas in the game and rip you all in a minute
I'm like that dude Achilles only they dipped all of me in it
You niggas is straight clowns my dude the antonym of threat to me
Seeing me on the top is what they call manifested destiny
Out ya reach like merchandise residing on the top shelf
My flow a heat seeking missle so I guess I'm killing myself
Maybe not cuz sometimes the BillZ be spitting them cold lines
A nigga so bright that when I stop writing my words shine
My flow got accuracy like them red shells in Mario Kart
Getting at me is like tryna stop an avalanche with a dart
My words they got the heat and be giving off steam fast
Throw a nigga hopes away guess I will call it a Dreamcast
Not affected by weather my flow stay hot in the winter
When I spit I pop ya head back like a Pez dispenser

I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape
I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape
I come out of phone booths leaving the suit and the glasses
Don't need any heat vision to reduce you niggas to ashes
To get at the BillZ you niggas need to get up your weight
Cuz the only thing existing up at my level is my cape

Written by:
ANTWAN BANKS, JACOLBY JOHNSON, SAMUEL JAMES MOSES

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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